I didn't get a chance to put the time or date down, and was
swearing, fighting mad. After sending five of the ten messages, "JL"
stopped a second and said,
"How do I come?"
"You come like the devil. For heaven's sake let up a bit," I replied.
"Who do you think you are talking to?" came back at me.
Seemingly, patience had ceased to be a virtue with me, so I replied,
"Some d----d ambitious chump of a fool who's stuck on making a record
for himself."
"That settles you. Call your chief operator over here."
Joe Saunders was the chief, and when he came over he said,
"What's the trouble here, kid, this wire gone down?"
"No," I answered, "the wire hasn't gone down, but that cuss up in 'CH'
who signs 'JL' has been pounding the eternal life out of me and I've
just given him a piece of my mind."
"Say anything brash?" asked Joe.
"No, not very. Just told him he was a d--d fool with a few light
embellishments."
Joe laughed very heartily and said, "I guess you are the fool in this
case, because 'JL' is a woman, Miss Jennie Love, by name, and the
swiftest lady operator in the business.
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